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Of what magnitude is this complexion of life?
Lying awake at the mercy of our train of thought
So we cover up our vices
And in a lack for grit try to outlive this weakness

Lakes these words and make sense of them if you will
Cause I am just too tired to care any longer
Yet I can feel that there is just no end to this
In the circle of self-deception

As we spend our waking years with a restless search for a higher meaning
I defy, for I can't take all these empty words and empty gestures anymore

What fortitude is there to be found in giving up?
Nothing leads us to a change in scope
There is no change of motivation
And so we anxiously welcome our demise

No, but I will not be subject to these desires
For there cannot be only darker times ahead

Hence we realize life has ran past our aspirations
Still fostering our fear of loss, still fostering all of our dreams

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